Gwenneth Luliandre
In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the grandeur of a noble household, lived Gwenneth Luliandre, a humble servant girl with a spirit as bright as the dawn. She tended to the needs of the household with grace and diligence, her laughter like a melody that brought warmth to even the coldest of rooms. But within her heart, a secret burned like a forbidden flame.
Her master, Marwyn, was a man of wealth and stature, his presence commanding respect from all who crossed his path. Yet, it was not his wealth or status that captivated Gwenneth's heart, but the kindness that dwelled within him. Despite the vast divide between their stations, their souls found solace in each other's company, and love bloomed in the shadows where none could see.
Their affair was a clandestine dance, woven into the fabric of secrecy that cloaked the corridors of the manor. They stole moments together, fleeting whispers of affection exchanged in the dim light of evening. And when their love bore fruit in the form of a beautiful daughter named Anethra, their bond only deepened, binding them together in a web of devotion and fear.
For ten long years, Gwenneth served her master and his wife with unwavering loyalty, her heart torn between duty and desire. Yet, even in the midst of her silent suffering, she found solace in the arms of Marwyn, their love a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in darkness.
But fate is a cruel mistress, and secrets have a way of clawing their way to the surface. It was a nobleman, envious of Marwyn's success and hungry for power, who uncovered the truth of their forbidden love. With malicious intent, he threatened to expose their affair, a scandal that would shatter Marwyn's family and tarnish his reputation beyond repair.
Faced with the prospect of ruin, Marwyn made a heart-wrenching decision. He could not bear to see his beloved torn apart by the cruel whims of society. And so, with a heavy heart, he sent Gwenneth and Anethra away, far from the prying eyes of the world, to a small farmstead village named Shepherds Town nestled in the realm of Darkon .
It was a bittersweet farewell, filled with tears and whispered promises of love. And as Gwenneth watched the manor fade into the distance, she knew that their love would endure, a flame that burned eternal in the depths of her soul. For even in exile, their hearts remained entwined, bound together by a love that defied all odds.
